Do You Ever Wonder How the World Might Look Different To You

Yes, I've experienced that as well.  And really, that always baffles me a bit, too.  I spend a lot of time confused about humanity when I stop and think about it.  

Legacy Girl ...This is such an interesting topic, and I hope more peAple will reply. I originally posted a  reply that I deleted, because I was embarrassed of "TMI". But, what the heck, I'm going to  try again.



Several years ago, I told myself that instead of worrying /praying about allll the horrible lives others had, I should DO something. I started
volunteering a lot, which was great---BUT, I still worried about / prayed
/ cried for people who struggled.


I've also usually always considered how life is for other people, and not
just the sad/ unfortunate issues. I love to learn about their culture, their
beliefs, etc.  I've never understood people who aren't interested in
other peoples' experiences. 


BUT, I'm also sort of jealous of those
people who are only concerned with themselves/ their family because
if THEIR life is happy, they're not bothered, sad, or worried about others' struggles.


Example---a FORMER friend and I were talking about my excitement of starting
volunteering at a homeless shelter. She had a horrific expression on her face, and said "ewww! They're ALL drug addicts, drunks, and they're DIRTY!....why bother!"

Ugh.... if only she'd met the families I did who were homeless due to fires,
loss of job(s), and /or loss of home due to MEDICAL expenses.

Then there's ALLLLL the diabetics out there who can't afford the outrageous
cost of insulin, so they skip doses.
Or the elderly whose fixed income forces them to choose between healthy
food and medications.


And ever since 2016 I have wayyy more understanding and empathy for
refugees, immigrants POC, LGBTQ, etc. Again, I'm almost jealous of those who don't care or
want to consider what OTHERS' lives are like.



I unfortunately have a few people like that in my family. I always think it must be nice to just stay in your happy, selfish little bubble and ignore/ not care about all the HORRIBLE things other people endure.

Since April, I’ve been meeting with a young boy - 12 YO - who came to Germany from Ukraine in March. His aunt works with DH and asked if I would help him keep up his English skills, as he adjusts to life in Germany.
He has spoken a lot about life back home before the war, having to leave home with just one suitcase and a backpack and his dad staying behind to fight. Some of his former school mates were killed in the early days of bombing in Kyiv.
Just hearing his stories - and he is getting info directly from his dad which we are not hearing in the west - makes me so sad. No child, no person, should have to endure what he and his friends are going through.
Yes, we will have food shortages and fuel problems in Europe ( and many other countries in the world) this year, but it is nothing compared to those still in Ukraine and those who have fled.

That would be me.

You all know the life I live and the struggles I have faced. From being born with a CHD, to the DUI accident, to the complications of ds' pregnancy to the kids long list of medical disabilities on top of Autism and learning disabilities as well as my own medical journey.

I will say I am fully aware of the struggles of others. I know we are blessed with 100% covered insurance, top Children's hospitals, medical teams that care, a solid career that pays well for dh that allows me to be home, food, a home, running water, vehicles, etc.

Because I know of our position in society and within the world, I see no reason to imagine walking in someone else's shoes. I know there are people better off than us and people who aren't.

I try as much as I can to be involved and help those who aren't as lucky as we are. I hate talking about what I do for my community as I see it as showing off. Not my jam.

I would get myself down and depressed thinking of what life could be like with all the *ifs*. *If* I had a career over kids. *If* the kids were neurotypical and non disabled. Because those are the shoes I would want to walk in.

What is a typical day like for a family with no disabilities. A mom who can work. A family that can take trips. Not worry about medical needs or formula or how long their kids will live. How will we find the right private group home for ds? Will dd ever live on her own?

I have enough stress and worries that I don't need to add more. My anxiety can't take it.

So that is why I don't.